Bunnie Blog

Let me lay it out for you here:

1. Stressful day at work, email server crashed and burned.
2. Kids and husband and dogs wrestling making all kinds of racket, adding to my stress level.
3. Teenager walks into the room, grabs the remote and changes the channel from the news I was watching (First of all, I haven’t had a chance to watch the news in weeks! and the kids just spent three whole days hogging the TV for an Avatar marathon…I want to strangle the creators of that stupid show!).
4. Yelling match ensues. Major confrontation about respect follows.
5. Peace and quiet for almost an entire hour. (Shocking, I know, I was surprised by it as well!)
6. Pre-teen decides it’s a good time to pick a fight with her teenage sister.
7. Call them together and have a little chit-chat (we call it a ‘Come to Jesus’ meeting) about my stress level coming awfully close to overload.
8. Pre-teen says, “I’ve had a stressful day too, ya know, I got yelled at by Dad!”
(insert screeching break sound here)
What? Seriously?

Apparently over the past year or so I have become ENEMY #1 in the mind of my teenage daughter. I knew in all likelyhood this would someday be the case. Isn’t it the law of the universe that daughters and mothers go through this stage during the teen years?

Maybe I was just telling myself lies. Maybe I just wouldn’t let myself see the truth. Either way, I am the evil mom and she is the know-it-all teen. Dad is her com padre, while I am not to be trusted. I hate it. I’m not sure if I can withstand the next few years. See! Lying to myself again. Who am I trying to fool? This will last until she is about 25 (or until she has kids of her own, which still better be until she is at least 25!). That’s a DECADE!

Right now I still see glimpses of the sweet ol’ Tal I used to know. They are getting far and few between, but I cherish those fleeting moments. The new and improved Tal is grumpy, mouthy and downright unbearable at times.

Luckily, I have now figured this out now and will enjoy every minute of sweet Lula, until she turns into a bratty teenager!

It doesn’t take 45 minutes to get a dog ready to go outside in the winter.
- Dogs cannot lie.
- Dogs never resist nap time.
- You don’t need to go get extra phone lines for a dog.
- Dogs don’t pester you about getting a kid.
-Dogs don’t care if the peas have been touched by the mashed potatoes.
- Average cost of sending a dog to school: $42. Average cost of sending your kid: $103,000.
- Dogs are housebroken by the time they are 12 weeks old.
- Your dog is not embarrassed if you sing in public.
- If your dog is a bad seed, your genes cannot be blamed.

Pope Benedit and that creepy guy, Darth something or other, from Star Wars. Did the Pope go to the dark side or is it the other way around?

OK, how is it that no one has turned me on to this site until today!?

Bunny Movies

Yes, I did just waste an hour looking at these. And they have merchandise! There’s goes my next paycheck.

OK, I seriously can’t hack it any more! I’ve always used Microsoft products, really since 1991 when I really started to use computers. I’ve been a fan and I know their products pretty well. IT geeks would always tell me I was crazy and I would say the same to them when they preached the superiority of Apple and Linux.

My love affair is now over! Do you hear me, you jack offs in Redman? Really, I think Microsoft was a great company with great software…in the beginning. They obviously have a great marketing team and are number one in the vendor/partner strong arming department. However, over the past few years they SUCK! They have fallen a step behind the times, when they used to be so innovative.

Sad to say, but I used to kind of like the fuck ups they had in their OS platforms. I’m geeky enough to like to figure out work arounds and what not. Vista has KILLED my love of the Microsoft. I bought a laptop last summer that had Vista preloaded. I was excited to try it out. It worked great, with no real problems until about two months ago. OK, I am lying a little bit, it did suck in the fact that because I only got 1 gig of RAM (like an idiot), I had problems running Photoshop and Dreamweaver, which are both memory hogs as it is. Vista is a memory WHORE!!!

I have had so many problems lately I am looking now to remove the Vista, take it out the back yard, tie it to a red ant hill and drizzle honey all over it until it begs for mercy, at which time I will put a gun to its head and blow it’s brains out.

It’s back to XP for me. Yes, I know, it’s still Microsoft, but it more stable and I can’t afford a Mac yet.

Lula tells me dinner is on the table, however, there is a pre-dinner skating show that must be attended first in the family room. Huh? Skating in the family room? I know the floor in there is not covered with a thick piece of ice, so it must be roller skating, but there’s carpet, so I am perplexed.

Everyone must be in their seats before the show can begin. Cue the music (her favorite Enya song). Lula with roller blades on, commences to perform what I would consider to be a mix between ballet, hip hop and uh, skating on carpet.

The song is kinda long, the dinner is getting cold. But, we watch with rapt attention until the end. Then we clap and spew enormous amounts of praise on a very proud, carpet-skating 10 year old.

Hate to say it, but she reminds me of a certain little girl back in the 70’s that performed similar choreographed skating dances and thought she was Dorthy Hammel (with her Dorthy Hammel hair cut!). The music she played was on a little orange child’s record player, the album was Andy Gibb’s Shadow Dancing. I’m sure Lula felt as beautiful and graceful as that little girl did. (Except I did it on a nice, big flat concrete driveway!)

My apologies if the site has been a bit fluffy lately. I am working on another super duper secret project that can not revealed for a bit. Be patient my little lovelies.

Other than that the summer is chugging along nicely.

- It’s been hotter than hell, as GA tends to be this time of year
- We finally got the A/C at work fixed and now it is like an ice box
- The kids have already tired of the pool and haven’t gone for over a week now
- We have had a few good thunderstorms, but nothing severe (yeah!)
- We haven’t been able to go out and do to many things, money is tight and gas is expensive
- I don’t get nearly enough sleep, except for the Sat & Sun morning (’cause I sleep in until noon)

That’s all I’m giving you today. Hopefully, it will lighten up in the next few days.

Now you know why he hates the Jews so much! Makes ya think huh?

1) When I say to move, it means go someplace else, not switch positions with each other so there are still two dogs in the way.
2) The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
3) The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn’t help, because I fall faster than you can run.
4) I cannot buy anything bigger than a king size bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue to sleep on the couch to ensure your comfort. Look at videos of dogs sleeping - they can actually curl up in a ball. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space used is nothing but doggy sarcasm.
5) My compact discs are not miniature Frisbees.
6) For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine and try to turn the knob, or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered, so you might want to back away from the door once you hear the toilet flushing.. In addition, I have been using bathrooms for years, canine attendance is not mandatory.
7)The proper order is kiss me and then go smell the other dogs butt. I cannot stress this enough. It would be such a simple change for you.

more graph humor and song chart memes

Introducing Tigger, your local Ace Hardware Man. It’s about time he started contributing to his welfare!

For the past few days we have been invaded by moths. I don’t what the hell is going on, I have never seen anything like it. They congregate in the garage around the light. The other night there must have been hundreds of them. I tried to get a picture, but it doesn’t even really do it justice.

To bad the dogs can not get to the ceiling. They LOVE moths…as snacks. It was driving the poor little dears crazy, just them all up there. Every once in a while one would fly down kind of close to the floor and all three dogs would go nuts, jumping up to try to catch them. They got a few. It was gross.

My little girl, Kitty, was playing out in the back yard the other day. The girls noticed she was dragging her butt on the ground and let Blain know. He goes out to check it out, flips her over and notices she has not one, but two red ants attached to her va-jay-jay. OK, ouch! He grabbed a rag and wiped them off.

Last night I checked her out and her little coochie was a little bit swollen. Today however, it is very swollen and she is looking similar to a baboon in heat! Yikes! To top it off, Tigger’s balls dropped recently and he feels the need to hump her every chance he gets anyway. Apparently, he thinks she is looking like a baboon in heat as well and will not leave the poor girl alone, which may be the reason it is more swollen today.

Kitty is already fixed, as well as Nero, but Tigger won’t be fixed until the fall. Although Nero hasn’t been the humping sort since his balls were chopped off, he must be getting flashbacks watching Tigger lately and has started humping poor Kitty too.

Tigger and Nero are now sentence to life gated in the kitchen and Kitty is out roaming the house to keep her from being violated any more. Poor thing. I feel like I should be calling the doggy rape victim line for her!